The Baas must not be angry, for it is very dull doing nothing here.

Will the Baases eat porridge as well as eggs ?" As it was no use scolding him I said that we would.

Moreover, there was something about his manner which made me suspicious, for really he did not look like a person who has just been very drunk.
After we had finished breakfast he came and squatted down before me.
Having lit his pipe he asked suddenly: "Would the Baases like to walk through that cave to-night?
If so, there will be no trouble." "What do you mean ?" I asked, suspecting that he was still drunk.
"I mean, Baas, that the Dweller-in-the-cave is fast asleep." "How do you know that, Hans ?" "Because I am the nurse who put him to sleep, Baas, though he kicked and cried a great deal.

He is asleep; he will wake no more.

Baas, I have killed the Father of Serpents." "Hans," I said, "now I am sure that you are still drunk, although you do not show it outside." "Hans," added Ragnall, to whom I had translated as much of this as he did not understand, "it is too early in the day to tell good stories.
How could you possibly have killed that serpent without a gun--for you took none with you--or with it either for that matter ?" "Will the Baases come and take a walk through the cave ?" asked Hans with a snigger.
"Not till I am quite sure that you are sober," I replied; then, remembering certain other events in this worthy's career, added; "Hans, if you do not tell us the story at once I will beat you." "There isn't much story, Baas," replied Hans between long sucks at his pipe, which had nearly gone out, "because the thing was so easy.